XAime: Which is why, in future, potential hires with unspecified pasts in the business should be run by someone who might remember them. Such as me. Tete.
Rafe: He seemed legit. I mean, he'd been to jail an' everything! How was I supposed to know?
Aime: Ask?
Rafe: All I wanted was some extra muscle. Why's everything got to be so hard? You know what Darwin wants now? Another meeting! At Sugar's! What's he want to go meetin' at Sugar's where everybody can see? What's wrong with a nice deserted warehouse or alley or somethin'?
Aime: You did ambush him in one of those.
Rafe: But that was days ago! We allies now. Don't he trust me?
Aime: I really couldn't say. However, while we're on the subject of Sugar's....
Rafe: You said Sugar's was okay cause we don't pay nothin' there.
Aime: Because you waived their beef, yes. However, what I said was you could go to Sugar's all you wanted as long as you didn't go anywhere else. So why am I getting charges from clubs on Rue de la Monde?
Rafe: Corinne wanted to go. ... Look, what was I supposed to tell her? I'm a tete! Tetes go where they likes! They ain't cheap! An' who knew girls was expensive? Ella never bought nothing even when I did drag her out....
Aime: It would be less of a problem if we weren't at war.
Rafe: Stupid money. Stupid war.
Aime: Could be worse. You could get crippled by a firebomb and spend the rest of your life keeping the books for teenagers with impulse control issues.
Rafe: ... stupid bookkeeper.
Rafe: He seemed legit. I mean, he'd been to jail an' everything! How was I supposed to know?
Aime: Ask?
Rafe: All I wanted was some extra muscle. Why's everything got to be so hard? You know what Darwin wants now? Another meeting! At Sugar's! What's he want to go meetin' at Sugar's where everybody can see? What's wrong with a nice deserted warehouse or alley or somethin'?
Aime: You did ambush him in one of those.
Rafe: But that was days ago! We allies now. Don't he trust me?
Aime: I really couldn't say. However, while we're on the subject of Sugar's....
Rafe: You said Sugar's was okay cause we don't pay nothin' there.
Aime: Because you waived their beef, yes. However, what I said was you could go to Sugar's all you wanted as long as you didn't go anywhere else. So why am I getting charges from clubs on Rue de la Monde?
Rafe: Corinne wanted to go. ... Look, what was I supposed to tell her? I'm a tete! Tetes go where they likes! They ain't cheap! An' who knew girls was expensive? Ella never bought nothing even when I did drag her out....
Aime: It would be less of a problem if we weren't at war.
Rafe: Stupid money. Stupid war.
Aime: Could be worse. You could get crippled by a firebomb and spend the rest of your life keeping the books for teenagers with impulse control issues.
Rafe: ... stupid bookkeeper.
When last we saw.... Rafe
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For the curious, the fire left Aime with significant scarring and impared mobility in his right arm (and no, he's not left-handed, worse luck for him), damaged eyesight, moderate photophobia (thus, the dark glasses), and weak, infection-prone lungs thanks to smoke inhalation. He's lucky to be alive, although Aime doesn't always see it that way.
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